According to the idea of the whole Song Dynasty, Yu Tingchuan will attend Mu Qingyu’s funeral. Even though the two people have been divorced for a long time, they have made little friends over the years, but there is nothing wrong with Yu Tingchuan attending his ex-wife’s funeral.
Song Qingcheng has no unpleasant feelings about this.
I can’t find the right identity to attend.
Yu Tingchuan put the hoe aside and bent down to pick up the bench towel and wiped his hands slowly. Recently, the company has several big projects that are temporarily tied up.
Song Qingcheng wants to say that you are the father of her child. This identity is quite appropriate, but after hearing Yu Tingchuan’s second sentence, there is no export to carry it with him. It means that there are students in our class who talk about it today.
Smell speech YuTingChuan deep eyes stopped her face.
Song Qingcheng said, I suddenly feel that life is really fragile. Today, if you are kind, maybe it won’t be. He said, pulling his hand and looking at his eyes, In the future, you have to leave later than me, so I won’t be too sad.
Yu Tingchuan listened to the joke, Are you willing to let me feel sad?
… The whole song dynasty was made sweet by the word willing to part with or use, and his fingers were clenched. Where have I gone? I know you will be sad.
Mu Qingyu left so suddenly, which made people feel depressed. Yu Tingchuan was also worried that the whole Song Dynasty would leave a shadow, so he changed the subject and said to her, Go to the house and get me a shovel. I don’t know where to ask Lao Zhao.
Song city nodded and turned back to the villa.
When she came back with a small shovel, Yu Tingchuan had been crouching in the mud, and a strawberry had been turned over. The man’s big hand was a little dirty in the soil, and obviously he planted the strawberry with his bare hands.
Give the shovel to Yu Tingchuan and Song Qingcheng and ask yourself, Do you really want to grow strawberries here?
A few years ago, she followed Shen Che to strawberry plantation.
People always plant strawberries in greenhouses. How can we have a farmhouse at this time? Why will there be a large number of tourists eating fresh strawberries in the past? The main thing is to enjoy the fun of’ having enough food and clothing by yourself’.
But she has never heard of anyone planting strawberries in the back garden.
Now that the weather is getting warmer, these strawberries can live without a greenhouse.
Yu Tingchuan said, Those fruits will mature enough for you to eat alone after half a month.
Did I really plant it? Song Qingcheng is hard to move.
The girl’s eyes are burning with expectation. Yu Tingchuan’s eyebrows are smiling with a gentle mouth. Who else likes to eat these if you don’t grow them at home?
Song Qingcheng’s lips are radian and her mouth is enlarged, but she says, You don’t have to buy it and plant so much trouble yourself. You have to watch it every day.
Yu Tingchuan responded, Then let Lao Zhao take it to someone.
Smell speech Song Qingcheng accused and looked at him.
Yu Tingchuan smiled and suddenly pinched her nose with a muddy hand and then confessed, Go and get those seedlings.
On this evening, Yu Tingchuan planted all strawberries by himself.
The whole Song Dynasty sat on a small bench and watched him bend over and run to his side. Yu Tingchuan cooperated and decided that she would roll up her trousers for herself and let her laugh and say that it was more like a farmer. Later, her emotions were infected by her smile.
You can make strawberry jam for your baby at this time of the year.
Song Qingcheng said his vision and then hoped to cast his eyes on it. Boss Yu has planted strawberry jam for your child. Don’t be lazy!
Yu Tingchuan …
Just then someone in the garden next door followed.
Song Qingcheng didn’t expect someone to be a 60-year-old uncle who was looking at their side for a while. I’m sorry. She leaned slightly, but Yu Tingchuan said hello to the other side. The old man looked into the soil. What kind of things?
Yes Yutingchuan nodded with a smile.
The old man also laughed and then looked at the whole Song Dynasty. The little girl is lazy and bossing people around is a cook.
Song Qingcheng …